A/N: Ok, here comes Ch

A/N: Ok, here comes Ch. 6! Sure ya wanna keep going? Aren't you happy with how it "ended" in the last chapter? Well, I am, but there are still so many things that could go wrong! My, not warped, not demented, but ever persistent imagination continues with:

It's Between Two Hearts

Chapter 6: The Spell's Been Said

Lily and the others were preparing lunch with the groceries that a haggard looking Brock had brought back with Misa's help. The two left later on to talk things out, leaving the trio confused.

"Like, I wonder what could've happened to him? He looks really, really bad," Violet worried.

"Eh, he's a big boy. If he can put up with Ash and Misty for soooo many years, surely he can take care of himself." They all nodded in agreement.

"We heard that!" Misty called around the corner. The sisters looked as the couple came in holding hands.

"So what's for lunch? I'm starved!" Ash exclaimed. Misty elbowed him.

"What's new?" Her sisters stared at them, then at each other, then back at them, mouths wide open.

"You?"

"Two?"

"Are…."

"Together? Yeah, great going! You must've burned up a few brain cells figuring that one out!" Misty teased. She waited for them to attack her, but instead, they got together in a group hug, jumping up and down squealing. She looked at Ash, confused. He could only shrug, not knowing what was going on, either.

Soon they stopped, whispering among themselves. The couple backed away slowly, very afraid now, but within an instant, they were tackled into the group hug.

"Oh, we are so, like, TOTALLY happy for you two!"

"Yeah, it's about time you two kiddies figured it out!"

"Geez, guys, you make it sound like we're getting married," Ash managed to croak. He never realized the Sensational Sisters were sensationally strong!

"We're just happy for you, that's all. It took you forever to get together."

"Oh well," they said together, laughing.

"So where'd Brock go?" Misty asked. Ash's heart leapt at the fact she hadn't said Misa's name. "Is he all right? He looked pretty banged up."

"Yeah, he's fine," Daisy answered, turning back to making lunch. "We cleaned him up and stopped the bleeding, then he and Misa went out to talk about something." Misty shrugged.

"Ok, as long as he's not dying on me or something." Ash sighed, relieved. His heart froze once Daisy had said "the name", as he came to know it. Things are still so tentative now, the tiniest thing could ruin it for both of us! He snapped out of it once he realized Misty was dragging him by the elbow.

"Come on, Ash!" she said impatiently. "Can you even hear me in there? Let's go watch some TV." He nodded, smiling at her.

Thank you, God, I'm in heaven!

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Brock and Misa were slowly making their second lap around the entire Cerulean gym. They weren't sure what to make of things, especially since they had no idea of what was happening between Misty and Ash.

"I hope he hasn't done anything rash to her," Misa thought aloud. Brock shook his head.

"No matter how mad he gets, he would never do anything to hurt Misty. And granted, I've never seen him quite as mad as he was today, I've seen him pretty close before, and he rarely ever snapped at her without feeling guilty, much less lay a hand on her. No, I have no doubts that she's perfectly all right."

"But will Ash be when this is over?" Brock couldn't answer that one. They continued on in silence for a while.

Brock wasn't sure how things would work out. Surely things would be ok once everyone realized Misa and Misty's relationship was perfectly harmless, wouldn't it? He still had a nagging feeling, though. The idea that even after talking things out with Misa, something was still going to go wrong.

Misa was thinking the exact same thing. How could they ever imagine Misty and I were in an actual relationship?!, she wondered at first. Then she thought of all the times they had spent together, few as they may be, and how close they were during those times. Ok, so we didn't exactly give convincing evidence that we weren't together. And the kiss….

What about that?, she asked herself. It was still a shock to her. Oh, she'd had her share of boyfriends before, and she knew it was nothing like that. And it wasn't quite like her mom ever kissing her goodnight, either. But there was still something so different about when she had kissed Misty. It's not like I want to do it again, but…I wouldn't mind if it happened…

Why? She kept asking herself that over and over. It just didn't seem normal! She went into deep, deep thought. It had been a year or two since her last boyfriend. And Brock wasn't that bad…

"Brock, I have an idea. For my side of the story, anyway."

"Oh yeah? What would that be?" he asked, pulled out of his own thoughts. She stopped walking, her head down with a slight tint of red to her cheeks. He turned around, standing in front of her. "Misa? What's up?"

"I hope this proves my theory," she whispered, leaving Brock totally clueless. Suddenly, he found himself being kissed. He didn't know why, he didn't know who, truthfully, and he didn't know whether or not he was dreaming.

Misa felt it. She was right! As her triumphant feeling grew, she found herself unintentionally kissing Brock longer than originally planned. Though neither of them seemed to mind. Brock was still figuring things out, and Misa was still overjoyed.

When they finally broke apart, neither of them said a word.

A few seconds later…

"What the hell was that for!?" Brock asked in a stupefied fashion. Misa blushed a bright red.

"Well, I was thinking about when I…kissed, Misty. I didn't understand what the feeling was. Then I realized it's been a while since I had a boyfriend, and I thought that maybe, it was just sort of…hormonal, I guess." Brock was still lost. Misa expected as much. "Well, see, when I kissed her, it was kind of the same feeling of kissing someone you love as a, a….significant other, that's it….and kind of like, family." Brock nodded, slowly catching on.

"So, it was…security, almost. Since your parents,…died, suddenly, you felt alone." Misa cringed at first, trying to push back the rising pain from the still healing wound, but then nodded excitedly, ecstatic that he understood.

"The physical security, exactly! Oh, I am SO glad you understand! I thought I was going crazy!"

"No, no, it makes perfect sense when you explain it that way. That's great now! I think we've figured things out. Ready to go back?" She nodded, and they made their way to the door leading into the kitchen.

But both of them still had the feeling something was going to go wrong.

Meanwhile…

The girls were still in shock. It was a happy shock, but shock, nonetheless.

"Wow, it finally worked out for those two."

"Hey sis, don't say anything yet. Misa's still around and that could still present a problem."

"You're right, that's not good. How can we be sure that won't cause, like, friction or something between them?"

"Between who?" Brock said, walking back in. Lily jumped up proudly as Misa followed Brock.

"Well, if you must know, Ash and Misty are finally a couple!" Brock face-vaulted into sheer joy. At least, until he looked back at Misa.

She, on the other hand, didn't know what to think.

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Ash was the most comfortable he'd been their entire vacation. He sat on the couch with his arm around Misty and her head resting comfortably against his chest. They were watching You've Got Mail, which at first threw them into a fit of laughter.

"I can't think of a more perfect movie, though," Misty commented once they could breath again. Being the ever hopeless romantic, she was lost in the movie. Ash, on the other hand, was lost in her.

I can't believe it. I just can't believe it, he thought. He smiled, and then leaned down to kiss her forehead. She looked up at him.

"What was that for?"

"For being so cute," he offered with a smile. She blushed, and he took that as an invitation to kiss her. She closed her eyes and melted into his arms. And they were both perfectly content with this.

"Sorry for interrupting, but could I simply say 'Congratulations' real quick?" The two pulled apart as Brock made his dramatic entrance, leaning against the doorframe. They were both blushing and Brock simply laughed. "Like I said, congrats. I'll leave you two alone now, you can go back to breathing for each other," he said teasingly. Misty threw a pillow at him, which he barely dodged.

"I'd throw a mallet, but I think you had enough punishment for one day."

"Oh yeah, sorry about that Brock-o."

"Hey, no prob, man. I should've kept my mouth shut, anyway." He launched the pillow back at Ash once his attention turned back to Misty. After the impact, he stopped mere centimeters from head-butting Misty. Brock chuckled.

"Just remember, I owe ya one now!" With that he left before Ash could fire the pillow once more. Misty giggled.

"Aw, come one, leave him alone now." He slowly turned back toward her, still with a slightly sour look on his face. "As you were saying?" Ash looked confused.

"I was saying something." Misty rolled her eyes before resuming their kiss for a brief moment.

"Oh. That." He gently pulled her toward him, kissing her more passionately than before, gently slipping his tongue past her lips, which was happily greeted by her own. They could both feel the heat rising in them as Ash wrapped his arms around her, ever-so-slowly lowering her on the couch. Misty squirmed her legs under him, eventually wrapping them around his waist as they sought a more comfortable position, clinging to each other. Ash could feel his temperature rising as Misty rubbed her body against his, plunging him into a world of desire once more.

"Hey Misty! Can I talk to you for a sec?" Once again, Ash was ripped from his world as her voice called from upstairs. Misty didn't seem to notice at all.

"Coming, Mis!" she called back, crawling away from Ash as if they had just been lying there instead of making out. He painfully watched her go, forgetting him again for this other girl.

"This can't be," he whispered. "She loves me." He laid back down on the couch, covering his face with the pillow, fighting back the tears. His foot hit the remote, changing the channel to MTV.

"Why? Why is this happening!?" he screamed into the pillow. A tiny voice asked him, Why are you letting it? He pondered for a moment, quickly coming up with an answer. "I want her to be happy."

A new video started up, but Ash didn't watch it. He merely cried as the words played through his mind.

She never breaks into the conversation

He seems to be the reason why she lives

She tries to be the perfect kind of stranger

But we always seem to love the most

The ones who never give

"No! She loves me back, I know she does!" he cried. He quieted, listening on.

It's between two hearts

A personal situation

It's between two hearts

The kind of love with a reputation

We never have to ask her why she's crying

The smile she had's been kicked into a frown

But still it makes her day to be his pleasure

Should we open up her eyes

Can we ever break the spell

No one can tell

He pondered some more. "Her happiness is more important, isn't it? I shouldn't be so selfish, expect her to give Misa up for…me." His frown deepened, as did the hollow in his heart.

It's between two hearts

A personal combination

It's between two hearts

The kind of love with a bad reputation

Put on your party face and come along

Join in the big parade

Here comes the camera

Do you look as good as your sister

Smile at the animals

They should be the ones in the cages

Oh turn the pages

She should come before me, he thought. If I really love her…I'll let her decide.

Another way to spend a rainy Sunday

Waiting for a call that never comes

The mystery is how she makes her choices

But don't we always choose

The ones who hide the sun

It's between two hearts

Love and desperation

It's between two hearts

The kind of love

The kind of love

Between two hearts

A personal situation

It's between two hearts

The kind of love with a reputation

"Yeah," he said to the empty room. "The reputation of pain." He clenched the pillow to his face, crying his heart out.

Brock stood outside the doorway, his own heart hurting for his best friend.

"We were right, Misa. There's one move left to make." He walked toward Misa's room, leaving Ash alone.

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Ouch! That hurt me just thinking about it. So what's left to do? Well, that's obvious, but what will Misty's decision be? Chapter 7 coming soon.

Disclaimer: "Between Two Hearts" was performed Dio and is owned by Ronnie James Dio, copyrighted 1990 by Niji Music BMI/Shnick Music ASCAP

I did the disclaimer for all the poke-people in the first chapter, and I still don't own them! WAAAAAH!